Kasey stood in front of her mirror huffing out a puff of air in frustration for the third time in less than fifteen minutes. She had already gone through four or five different outfits to wear to go out to the night club, but she just couldn't agree on anything. At first she thought she was overthinking how she should dress, then she overthought her overthinking. She finally settled on a simple skirt and crop top. It was still warm enough outside that she would still be comfortable in them. The more she looked over herself the more determined she was to wear her crop top.

Finally she walked away from her mirror and grabbed her wallet and keys to shove in her conveniently placed hidden pockets in her skirt. She quickly shuffled out her door before she decided that she wanted to change her outfit again.

When she walked into the club she was taken aback by the darkness at first. She waited for her eyes to adjust to the lighting before she tried to find her friends. After nearly walking around the whole club she finally spotted them. PJ, Bobby, and Max were shoveling nachos into their mouths. She almost snorted in amusement at how awful all three of them looked. As she was walking over another girl had made her way over behind the booth and leaning over talking to Max. Kasey was too far away to hear what was being said, but she did see Max visibly swallow.

Kasey is not a very jealous person, but there was a bubble in her gut she didn't like very much by seeing the small exchange. She chose to ignore it and continued on her way over to the three of them. She smiled brightly as Max saw her and waved her over. She scouted over next to him,

"So, you guys have problems eating or?" Kasey said trailing off pointing at their faces.

All three of them seemed slightly embarrassed but laughed loudly anyway.

"The nachos were good!" Bobby exclaimed.

"They're even better when you don't shovel them down your throat." She replied quickly.

Upon looking up Kasey saw Mocha and waved at her. Mocha was a very chill upperclassmen and didn't mind spending a lot of time with Kasey. The two had grown close and usually talked together over coffee in the Bean Scene. Sometimes Bobby, Max, and PJ joined but by then it was usually conversation between Max and Kasey and Bobby trying to hit on Mocha. Which the later was far more concerned with ogling PJ and vice versa. In fact, Kasey wasn't even sure if Mocha knew any of their names. Sometimes they joined them, but it wasn't an everyday thing or even a once a week thing.

Mocha waved back and continued walking by them. That is until Bobby did his usual attempt to hit on her.

"Me and a little crumpet like yourself, could make beautiful bongo music together." Bobby said with a horrendous French accent.

"Whoa, easy boy. You're fogging up my karma." She replied with a role of her eyes.

Max spoke over to the two, "Hey, you wanna sit with us!"

Mocha swiftly turned around with a reply, "Sure! Your cool balances out," she snapped, "his fool." She then sauntered over to the table.

"Okay, whatever." Bobby said clearly shocked his 'charm' had evaded her.

Mocha chuckled softly as she scooted in next to PJ, "Well, if it's all the same, I uh" she snapped again, "well I forgot your name."

PJ quickly composed himself and replied, "It is endemic of the current culture, that those with large statures are over looked, except by vultures."

By this point Max and Bobby were looking at PJ as if he had grown a second head and Kasey was biting her lip as to try and not laugh profusely.

"With no regard to the depth of their souls, the height of their passion, the beauty of their moments." PJ finished.

Kasey saw the look on Mocha's face, as it was the usual face she gave PJ most of the time. She finally spoke almost instantly when he finished, "Oh wise Buddha Boy, how could anyone overlook such a bundle of yesness. Let's dance!" She quickly grabbed PJ and strolled off to the dance floor.

Kasey at this point was doubled over in the booth laughing loudly as Max spoke to Bobby.

"Guess the Bob boys lost his touch."

Bobby quickly gave Max a frown while Max provided one the biggest impish grins at his friend.

Once Kasey was finally done busting a gut she sat up and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"I had no idea PJ had that kind of charm!" She said still slightly giggling.

The two boys were about to reply to her when suddenly the music changed to that of a 70s tune.

Max looked up and around and noticed the disco balls reflection.

"Hey, what's going on?" He questioned out loud.

Bobby and Kasey had no reply but all three of them did look up to see Goofy and the librarian from before step out onto the dance floor. They were head to toe decked out in a 70s getup that Kasey was positive they both pulled from their wardrobe and didn't go out and repurchase.

"Your dad can dance!" Kasey stated chucking and watching the two adults preform.

Max nodded in surprise as well.

Max and Bobby were both swaying to the tune as Max said, "If the Gammas don't keep my dad out of our hair, his new girlfriend will!" The two boys laughed and high fived each other.

Bobby howled and screamed, "Boogey!"

Kasey laughed and got up herself. She grabbed Max by his wrists and was pulling him with her to the dance floor as she giggled.

"Let's see if you inherited any of that talent!" Kasey loudly exclaimed nodding her head in the direction of Goofy and his partner.

Kasey probably would have taken Max's replies of no seriously if he himself wasn't laughing and smiling along with her.

"Okay but if I step on your feet, that's your fault!" he finally said.

"I'll take my chances." She responded rolling her eyes playfully at him.

The two danced together and although it was not very intimate Kasey couldn't stop the fluttering feeling she was experiencing in her gut. It was exciting and she was going to enjoy it.

Eventually as the night went on the group had remerged into just a mash of dancing between five people. There were plenty of laughs as well as people stepping on others feet. Those small little incidents never dissuaded them from having fun and continuing their laughing and good time.

When they finally finished and the night was over they were all set to go back to their dorms. Mocha was the only exception for she lived off campus in an apartment so she said her goodbyes first and swiftly left, but not before pecking PJ on the cheek. Kasey was the next to say goodbye, as she waved Max stopped her.

"Why don't I walk you back?" he asked before he could think about what he was saying. He quickly stammered out, "I mean it is really late, and you'd be walking by yourself and-" before Max could finish Kasey stopped him.

"Yes, that would be great actually." She smiled warmly at him and he rubbed the back of his neck nervously and gave her a half smile in return.

Kasey left with Max matching her steps in time with hers as they walked the fair distance to her dorm. Kasey knew that the campus held roughly six different dorm complexes and hers was on the south side of the campus. She had picked this dorm because it was the closest to the art building but as they were walking she realized that Max probably lived on the other side of campus and was walking her quite a distance so she could get back safely. It wasn't like Kasey didn't have pepper spray, because she did, but she appreciated that he was walking her anyway. The feeling of her stomach churning from earlier was back and she could feel her face flush.

"So, did you have fun? Wait that was really lame, of course you had fun. We were laughing the whole time." Max said almost kicking himself for asking that question.

Kasey giggled and bumped her shoulder against him, "It was a lot of fun. I think the five of us should hang out a lot more!" she stated.

"Me and they guys won't have a lot of free time. It's basically X-Games practice, class, practice, class, and you get the point." He said looking down at her.

She nodded in understanding. She almost forgot about the games honestly. But with her committee work and Bradley, how could she forget. She grimaced at the thought of Bradley. She still didn't trust what he was planning to do with Goofy and it was honestly rubbing her the wrong way. She contemplated asking Tank before Max interrupted her thoughts.

"You okay, that's a pretty serious face you're pulling?" He said smirking at her jokingly.

"Oh, I was just thinking about the committee work I have to do for the games." She replied.

It wasn't completely a lie, but the fact still remained that she didn't like what Bradley was up to and she wanted to know. If anything Kasey has learned from her brother or Tank is that he used his dad's money to get everywhere as well blackmail and who knows what else.

"That's right you're on that! What do you even do? I didn't even know there was a committee." Max said.

"Well, the committee doesn't do much of anything." Kasey claimed. "I mean, except make me miserable." She sighed.

Max chuckled at her. "So why are you in it then?" He questioned.

"I was told that a few selected freshman art students were picked, so poster makers ya know? But I think Bradley had something to do with me being on the committee." She said slightly bitter.

Max scoffed, "Why doesn't that surprise me?" he mumbled.

"Don't let Bradley get to you too much, he's a jerk, but a giant goob too." Kasey stated smirking.

"Oh really?" Max question raising a brow.

"Oh yeah! When he was thirteen, he was the spitting image of dork. Bowl haircut, glasses, and braces." She exclaimed.

Max was laughing really hard at this and it was contagious that Kasey was laughing with him.

"I'm serious! By his freshman year in high school he reimaged himself. Contacts, new haircut and clothes, started exercising, and the braces came off. He got super popular and then became a massive jerk." Kasey stated frowning the laughter and excitement now gone.

Max looked down at the girl next to him. "Seriously?" he prompted her.

"Yeah. Asshole thought he was too good. Stopped hanging around me too, and I'm a delight you know! Anyway, we were pretty close. We didn't fight much and we did a lot of things together when we were growing up. Our parents married each other when we were both young." Kasey was looking at the ground as she talked. Max listened.

"Just kind of sucks you know? We were a pretty decent family, mixed yeah, but it was fun. Then he became the 'rich kid' jerk and now he's here being the 'frat boy' jerk."

"That's pretty tough." Max sympathized with her.

"Do you have any siblings?" she asked trying to change the topic from Bradley.

"Nope, only child. My mom died when I was young and dad never remarried."

Kasey nodded in understanding, "My dad just left. Doesn't bother me anymore. I was young and my step-dad's great. He always offers to pay for things too. But I prefer to do things on my own."

Max and Kasey stopped as they came to the dorm complex.

"I uh, that conversation got a little deep there." Kasey mumbled stepping in front of Max to face him. She brushed her hair behind her ear nervously.

"Thanks again by the way. For walking me."

Max smiled brightly at her and shrugged his shoulders. "Anytime."

Kasey smiled herself and looked deep in thought for a few minutes contemplating something. Max was about to ask her what was wrong but his thoughts were cut off by Kasey pecking his cheek with a soft kiss.

"Goodnight." She said waving goodbye.

"Goodnight…" Max mumbled with a weak wave himself smiling goofily to himself.

During the next few weeks Kasey was rushing between the X-Games committee, classes, and her almost daily coffee dates she had at the Bean Scene with Mocha and the trio of boys. Most of the time the coffee meetings were just a meet up place to leave and get lunch or dinner together. Even though Kasey was overwhelmed, she was having a blast. Her friends were making her college experience wonderful.

At one of the last committee meetings Tank finally asked her a question he had been gnawing on for a while now.

"Are you dating someone?"

Kasey paused what she was doing before looking up at Tank.

"I didn't take you for the jealous type." She laughed to herself.

Tank rolled his eyes, "No, I mean you've been really cheery lately. I haven't seen you so happy since we were dating. That's why I'm asking."

Kasey nodded before responding, "I know, I know. You have a wonderful girlfriend anyway. But for your information, I am as single as a pringle."
Tank pointed a large finger at her, "Now see, that's why we broke up right there." He laughed loudly, "Who even says that?"

Kasey mocked shock, "I'll have you know everyone says that!"

"Mmmhhmm okay." Tank replied cockily.

He paused before asking, "You sure? Not dating anyone?"

Kasey sighed, "Tank, I swear I'd tell you. I mean I think I do like somebody yeah. I'm not dating them though."

Tank nodded approvingly, "One more question."
"What?"

"Is it that freshman? Max or whatever?" Tank asked seriously.

Kasey's face flushed bright red.

Tank slammed his fist on the table loudly exclaiming, "I knew it!" excitedly.

Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing in shock.

Kasey was even more embarrassed.

"Oh my god! Keep it down will yeah!" She hissed at him.

"You're into that freshman loser!" Tank whispered with a growing smirk on his face.

Kasey shoved Tank's massive arm.

"He's not a loser, you jerk!" She yelled in a whisper at him smiling all the while.

"Okay okay! I promise I'll stop stirring the pot!" He put his hands up in mock defense.

Kasey's face fell before her next statement, "Tank, promise me you won't tell Bradley. I'm serious." She said holding out her pinky.

Tank rolled his eyes by obliged anyway. "Promise." He replied.

"Thanks. I just don't want to deal with him you know? He'd make it a big deal and then try to make it about him and hold it over my head." She slouched in her seat as she spoke.

Tank nodded in understanding. "I got ya Kas." He replied.

The silence consumed the two before they both went back to working on their own projects respectively.

Tank spoke once more, "So, you seriously got a thing for him? Thought you liked more muscle than that?" he whispered smugly smirking at his own remark.

She quickly whipped her head to him and gave him a very serious glare.

He laughed loud and boisterously. "Promise that was my last remark!"

Hey so yeah I'm still writing. I got the urge to keep going with this.